Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 216 The details of the soul are hard for ordinary people to know

"The little brother inside, come out, we have something to ask you!"

When the rough voice sounded outside, Chen Yuan was flipping through "Miscellaneous Suspicions of Huangchuan" in her room. I felt like I had read about the things that the guy was encountering in the book, but I couldn't remember where it was for a while. one page.

In the room, the fat Taoist fiddled with paper talismans and folded them into paper cranes. Hearing movement outside the door, the mantra he had just chanted in his heart was interrupted. Impatiently, he slapped the paper cranes flat. Five men with open breasts and two arms hanging out, with thick beards and fierce eyes, looked like hooligans in the town.

"Who?!"

Sun Zhengde is also not what he used to be, so he is naturally not afraid of these idlers. He is not wearing a Taoist robe at the moment, giving him the feeling of an ordinary fat man. Those people are not polite to the fat Taoist. The leader directly squeezed When he came over, he found that his chubby figure stood upright like a mountain, motionless, but squeezed his shoulders painfully.

The man clutched his shoulders, stepped back subconsciously, and looked at the men he had brought with him, but he couldn't beat the temper of the street prodigal, so he would say a few harsh words.

"Brother in the room, I'm looking at you. Li Zheng said, don't play with those gods and ghosts in this town. You can't act in a play. You'd better get out of here, or the brothers will be smashed." The guy who eats."

"Yes, in our town, Lizheng has the final say."

"It's useless if the county magistrate comes, he's my real brother-in-law."

Chen Yuan heard it clearly in the room, so she couldn't help frowning. Originally, she was thinking that Zheng Ruo had caused something unclean there, so she could help him get rid of the evil, so that the craftsmen in the town who begged for this meal would have a way. A way to make money.

But hearing these people talking, I think that coming here is not an aboveboard person, so I don't need to worry about it.

"Well, I'll leave tomorrow, you guys go."

When Chen Yuan's words came out, several people outside looked at each other, laughed and said, "Do you know how powerful it is? The brothers just happen to have no money in their hands, how about..."

The one who answered them was Chen Yuan, who turned her head and looked loudly.

"roll!"

Several people retreated involuntarily, as if they were pushed out of the threshold by a pair of invisible hands. The next moment, the door creaked and hit it by itself.

goo~
Seeing this scene, these idlers broke out in a cold sweat. After recovering from their senses, they quickly turned around and rushed down the stairs, someone accidentally slipped and pushed their companions in front of them, rolling and falling into the inn lobby. lump.

"Guys, what are you guys doing?" The shopkeeper is from the town, so he naturally recognizes these bastards on the street, but he can't afford to offend him for doing something with Li Zheng.

Those people ignored the shopkeeper who came to help them, got up and ran regardless of the pain, but just arrived at the door, they bumped into an old lunatic with gray hair in a bun and shabby clothes, grinning silly at them.

"Dare to yell at my apprentice!"

Raising his hand, he grabbed one person and dragged him under his armpit, then pulled another person, and the same thing happened with his right hand. In the stunned eyes of passers-by on the street, the crazy old man had two arms, holding two people under his armpits, and was holding them with both hands. Look to the last person.

"Come here with the old man, or the old man will put you in his mouth!"

"Yes……"

At last the idler was too frightened to take a step, so he had to follow the old man to the backyard of the inn, and the four companions were thrown to the ground.

"Old cow, come here!"

The old man waved to the young man who was chewing forage in the shed, took out a roll of hemp rope from the carriage, and under the old cow's suspicious eyes, several people tied it to it one by one.

"Take them out for a walk."

After finishing speaking, the crazy old man patted the dust on his hands, brushed his hair, shook his head and walked back to the inn with his hands behind his hands, muttering as he walked: "Dare to yell at my disciples, I don't beat you to death, it's because I'm in a good mood today."

Walking behind the back of the inn, the old cow turned his head, looked at the five people who were tied to his body, walked out of the side door of the backyard speechlessly, and walked through the alley towards the outskirts of the town. Speeding up, running wildly in the wilderness, the few idlers who were bound were frightened and screamed, and the timid ones cried out directly. There was still a scorched yellow liquid between the legs along with the rush and sprinkled on the ground in mid-air Pour out long straight lines.

The sun was setting and the hills were dyed red.

With a few bangs and bangs, the old cow broke free from the rope and walked slowly back to the inn with the rope in his mouth. Several people on the ground over there supported each other up, their faces were covered with tears, saliva, and even vomit. Shaking like a sieve, he spread his feet and walked back step by step.

"This mother is not a showman."

"It can't be said that he is an outsider."

"...When the expert leaves, let's beat up that storyteller!"

"Go back first and talk to Li Zheng."

A few people chattered, the direction of walking was the east end of the town, the sun was receding, and the night was falling, and there was a man in his thirties, thin and weak, not tall, with a pair of mustaches , giving people a treacherous feeling.

Different from ordinary village elections, he took advantage of his brother-in-law's relationship and gathered a bunch of local ruffians to grab it. After a few years, his family is quite rich, and he lives in a small courtyard with two entrances.

However, in recent days, he has been too tired to live, and he always feels that there is someone lurking beside him, staring at him brightly and secretly, and even once or twice, he almost saw the other person, but he just turned his head and disappeared without a trace no trace.

For a long time, I felt that I had run into evil, and I invited famous psychics from nearby villages to come over to help me take a look, but it turned out that they were all scammers.

"Why haven't Lao Tian and the others come back yet?"

Lizheng didn't dare to be alone these days, and his mother-in-law thought he was nagging, so she took the child back to her mother's house for a temporary stay. He was the only one left in the huge courtyard right now, and there was no servant to guard the courtyard. It was so still that you could hear your breathing.

The wind ran over the eaves and squeezed into the window gap. The oil lamp standing on the round table was shaking. Li was sitting on the stool drinking tea, looking up from time to time to listen to the direction of the courtyard door, but there was still no movement.

"When they come back, give them a good reprimand!"

When he muttered something, his body shook suddenly, and he kept his sitting posture stiffly and did not dare to move, the feeling of peeping at him came again.

"Who?!"

Li was turning around in a hurry, the bed curtain was slightly fluttering in the wind blowing in, apart from him, there was no shadow of ghosts in the bedroom.

……Ha ha.

As soon as he turned back, Lizhen seemed to hear a thin laughter, which sounded from the side, and looked again, but there was nothing.

"I guess it's due to being tired after playing with Widow Wang for a long time... There is nothing there at all, so I scare myself."

Since he couldn't see that thing, Lizheng had no choice but to comfort himself like this, but as soon as the whispered words were finished, there was a sudden wind blowing in his ears, and there was a faint voice.

"It won't be long before I eat you."

Then... Lizheng jumped up from the stool, screamed 'wow', rushed out of the dormitory and ran into the courtyard, looking at the window and door which was lit in the dusk, he dared not go in.

At this moment, there was a knock on the courtyard door, and there were a few familiar words.

"Lizheng, our brothers are back."

It's just that the voice seemed a little weak, and Li Zheng hurriedly ran to pull the door latch. After opening the door, he saw several of his men with disheveled faces and disheveled clothes, as if they had been ravaged by dozens of rough men.

"Are you coming back after fleeing?"

Hearing Lizheng's question, the leader showed a sad face, and talked about the craftsman who performed the woodcarving show.

"The storyteller is not an ordinary person, he is an expert in the world. Lizheng also knows how many of my brothers are capable. A dozen or so people can't get close to him, but we can't squeeze the servants around him. The other party. There is also an old man, and a big green bull who can understand human speech... It is not wrong for us to lose at the hands of an expert."

The other four nodded repeatedly.

"What did you just say? An expert?!" Li Zheng didn't pay attention to this sentence at all, but noticed the four words 'outsider expert', and grabbed the man, "Are you sure?"

"Certainly."

Seeing the affirmative nod of his subordinates, Li Zheng immediately rubbed his hands excitedly. If it was true what these people said, then there might be a turning point for his matter, so he hurriedly said, "Hurry up and invite that expert over here... Forget it, I'll go in person, it seems sincere, doesn't it?"

Li just didn't dare to stay in the courtyard by himself, so he called two people back to the courtyard together, took some silver taels, came out in a hurry, and rushed to the inn in the town with a group of people.

……

ooh-

The howling of wolves was desolate and solemn, resounding through the foothills far away from the town, and when it came to this side, the sound had become faint and even hard to hear.

In the room on the second floor of the inn, the master was asleep on the bed, snoring.Sun Zhengde was lying on a bed reading a book, with one leg crossed, swinging leisurely.

Occasionally there was a rustling sound under the bed, the little white snake read carefully the book "Mandarin Duck Break", the big toad beside him was illiterate, thought it was some great magic, and followed it carefully with breathless concentration. Take a closer look, although I don't understand...

Chen Yuan flicked the wick, and continued to flip through "Miscellaneous Suspicions of Huangchuan", slightly flickering the light to illuminate the vertical writing on it, and read aloud.

"The soul has essence as its root, and the soul has its eyes as its household. The three souls can be restrained, and the seven souls can be controlled. The three souls are kings: Shuangling, Taiguang, and Youjing; the seven souls are also famous, one is called corpse dog, and the other is called corpse dog. Said: Fu Shi, third said: sparrow yin, fourth said: swallowed thieves, fifth said: non-poisonous, sixth said: get rid of filth, seventh said: stinky lungs.

"...The dead dog is alert, and people have suspicions and evil thoughts, so they can escape from the body. There is a scholar in Qin County named Xu, who came to the spring for an outing. He met a man in black at first. In addition, there was something in the man's hand, with a round face, red eyes, jagged fangs, squatting on the ground, looking straight at it, there was nothing there."

Seeing this, Chen Yuan couldn't help laughing: "Is there anyone who treats one of his seven souls as a dog?"

The above content is really strange, but now it is late at night, Chen Yuan closed the book and put it on the table. After taking off her clothes, she flicked her fingers, and the oil lamp standing on the table went out with a whirr.

Under the slightly swaying bed frame, the little white snake coiled in a ball. Thinking about the contents of the book today, I felt a little shy. I glanced at the sleeping toad with a bright belly, and slipped out of the bed quietly. Winding up along the foot of the bed, looking at the face lying on the wooden pillow, the little white snake slid into the mattress with a message.

A warm, soft, cool feeling.

　The weather is too hot, and the spring breeze is only a little bit late now.

　　Turn on the air conditioner, and the electricity bill is unbearable.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)